Chapter 967: 565 What is 0

Looking at Li Ang in the distance, who was showing pity on the surface but was actually secretly winking at him, Prince Andre only felt a "bang" in his brain, as if something had been completely broken.

It was the first time he, who was quite knowledgeable, knew that someone could not say a single dirty word, but just casually tease two sentences with a smile, and could pierce other people's hearts into thousands of holes.

In Prince Andre's heart, the "Royal Night Banquet" was originally the softest pure land in his heart, the only ideal land that could escape the cruel reality. But when he chose to temporarily keep Li Ang in this painting, this pure land suffered extremely terrible pollution, turning from heaven into a prison of suffering.

Whether it was the "Clown Theory" at the beginning, or the small stories that pointed at the mulberry and scolded the locust tree for "Senior Andre," they were all like knives that pierced through his body, stabbing in and out fiercely, each knife hurting to the bone.

This damn bastard!

After clenching his teeth hard, looking at Fei Liya, who had been sent out of the "painting frame" by the guard captain, Prince Andre couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, ready to withdraw, however...

"By the way."

After also glancing at Fei Liya who had been sent out of the painting frame, Li Ang, who was in the open space in front of the platform, continued to say to the guests with a smile while gnawing on an apple:

"Speaking of Senior Andre, I remembered another interesting thing."

Still coming?!!!

After hearing Li Ang's opening remarks, the child prince shuddered, knowing that this must be aimed at him again. He dared not stay any longer, closed his eyes, and retreated from the painting.

And Li Ang, whose gaze had been locked on him, discovered the abnormality of the child prince for the first time, immediately stopped the hellish joke he was about to tell, and switched 【Colorful Clown】 to the 【Kroke Royal Family】 badge.

"Clatter"

The moment the two badges were switched, the colorful oil paint on Li Ang's body twisted strangely, seeming to want to form a new appearance according to Li Ang's identity, but it didn't fit no matter what, and finally could only clatter down, staining the grass under his feet.

Bet right, the "identity" brought by his own badge had a higher permission than the identity drawn by Andre.

Taking advantage of the gap when Andre was scolded away, after confirming his guess, Li Ang couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, then reached out to the balloon hanging on his waist.

In the bewildered eyes of the guests, Li Ang, who had shed his clown identity, grabbed the "balloon" and wiped it hard, rubbing off the oil paint applied on the 【Silver Cutting Dagger】, and turned it back to its original appearance.

"What are you doing again?!"

Seeing that Li Ang had actually taken out the knife again, the guard captain, who had already sent Fei Liya back "home," rushed over impatiently, blocked in front of Li Ang, and glared at him.

"You..."

"I am a guest!"

Li Ang, who had changed into the identity of the Kroke royal family, immediately straightened his back and glared back.

"Isn't this a royal banquet? Can't I, a royal family member, attend?"

After hearing Li Ang's words, the guard captain was so angry that he laughed, and shouted back:

"You, a magician, dare to impersonate... eh?"

When he said this, the guard captain couldn't help but pause slightly, and a heavy look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

This person in front of him, his eyebrows were still the original eyebrows, and his attire was still the attire that fell into the pool, but for some reason, he really felt that he was also a member of the royal family...

"Go, go, go, don't keep blocking me!"

Discovering that the 【Kroke Royal Family】 badge was effective even in the painting, Li Ang felt completely relieved, then reached out and pushed away the confused guard captain, and walked toward Director Scorpio, who was sleeping soundly among the guests, under the gaze of the equally confused guests.

"Slap, slap!"

After helping Director Scorpio up, Li Ang slapped him hard on both sides, then grabbed his shoulders and shook him vigorously.

"Wake up! Stop sleeping, motherf***er!"

"Slap, slap!"

"Get up and help quickly!"

"Slap, slap!"

"Hurry up! While Andre is away, hurry up and take me out of this painting!"

However, Director Scorpio was probably very tired and slept very soundly. No matter how Li Ang tossed him, or even kicked him in the crotch, he still slept soundly, and the snoring sound wave after wave even brought a certain rhythm, contrasting with the sound of slapping.

Useless thing! You can never rely on you at a critical moment!

After trying to slap him for a while, looking at Director Scorpio, whose complexion became better after his face was beaten red, and who slept more peacefully, Li Ang sighed and temporarily gave up the plan to pull him up for a righteous two-on-one.

Director Scorpio's level was not bad, but it seemed he had some kind of serious illness where he would die if he performed seriously. He was clearly fully equipped, but every time he fought in a team, he was controlled first.

Last time in the Fallen Soul Black Abyss, he was like this. He thought he could follow the big leg to fight a smooth battle, but this guy was directly dragged away by six nightmare messengers, and in the dream opened by the nightmare messengers, he was locked until the end.

This time, not to mention, he squatted on someone's "eye" before, and directly brought three teammates to send a big one. Now he is even more offline and hanging up, playing even more like an actor than an actor.

"Excuse me."

Just when Li Ang was holding the Silver Cutting Dagger, hesitating whether to stab him twice to try, a voice that was very strange but whose tone was faintly familiar suddenly rang in Li Ang's ear.

When Li Ang turned his head, a young woman wearing thick bottle-bottom glasses, holding a brain model full of tubes, was standing behind Li Ang, looking at him with curiosity:

"Excuse me, have we met somewhere?"

"You are..."

"I am a scholar in the No. 1 Area."

Looking at Li Ang, whose appearance was quite strange but always gave him a familiar feeling, the woman holding the model adjusted her glasses and asked uncertainly:

"Have you been to the No. 1 Research Area? Or have you attended an academic conference on brain function disassembly in the past five years? Or have you visited the soul-coding group I host?"

Soul-coding group? You host it?

Hearing this, Li Ang's eyebrows rose slightly, and he guessed the identity of this glasses girl.

"Are you Atifi 00?"

"Ah?"

The glasses girl was stunned upon hearing this, then nodded in confusion:

"I am indeed Atifi, but... what is 0?"

"0 is 1's... er, forget it, this is not important."

After shaking his brain, which was still drunk and whose thinking was a bit wild, Li Ang looked at the glasses girl, whose facial features were very close to the old king and had four points of resemblance to Fei Liya, and asked tentatively:

"So your real name is Atifi?"

"Yes..."

Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to know her but didn't seem to know her very well, the glasses girl said in confusion:

"Do you know me or not?"

"Know, of course I know!"

After glancing at the oil paint on Atifi's body, which was slightly different from other "characters" and was obviously painted later, Li Ang nodded meaningfully.

"Although you may have forgotten, the relationship between us is actually very good!" ===== CHAPTER 968 =====